On an ordinary Thursday, the Chinese people ushered in the Qixi Festival, which was full of pink.

On the streets, in commercial buildings, you can see merchants seizing the opportunity one by one to carry out couple promotions.

Although Qixi Festival is not within the scope of the country's legal holidays, it cannot stop the legend of the meeting between the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl, nor can it stop the fiery hearts of men and women who yearn for romance.

No matter how powerful the FFF group is, at this moment, it is also evaporated without a trace under the dazzling light emitted by a couple on the street.

The remnants who escaped the catastrophe can only curse with envy and jealousy in the dark corners.

Today is destined to be a day when two people are in heat.

As an indispensable place for dating, movie theaters are especially popular.

The film industry's favorite is all kinds of festivals, and naturally I will not let go of this opportunity, during the Qixi Festival, many romance blockbusters have gathered, constantly stimulating the release of hormones in the audience.

Among them, the most popular among fans is the porter's Tanabata gift - "5 centimeters per second".

Over the past year, the continuous romance masterpieces have made countless audiences addicted to them and unable to extricate themselves, and the unconventional expression has made young men and women obsessed.

The promotional poster for "5 Centimeters per Second" shows a young man and woman, smiling across the railroad tracks, with cherry blossoms falling behind them.

Combined with the porter's previous promotional slogan, the beautiful scene made fans feel a little drunk in their reverie.

What could be more romantic than enjoying a porter's romance masterpiece with your girlfriend on Tanabata?

There was an endless queue at the ticket office of every movie theater, and the couple in the queue was a couple who were like you and me. Let the single aristocrats who just want to watch the movie be ashamed of themselves.

But. Wang Jinhua didn't care about this. Alone in line to redeem huàn's online group purchase of movie tickets for "5 Centimeters per Second". The sun-like light in front and back, left and right, couldn't shake him in the slightest.

Every year on this day, he goes to the movies alone.

At this moment, another pair of young men and women walked in, the man was carrying a lot of things, and the woman was holding the man's arm, which seemed very intimate.

Both of them look ordinary, but the woman's body lines and proportions are perfect. It makes countless female compatriots on the side envious and jealous, and some men also regret it: it would be more perfect if the face could be more beautiful.

Most people turn their heads after a glance, after all, they are just a strange couple, although the woman's figure is great, but the girlfriend is next to her, but they don't dare to look at it.

Some people glanced at it with a puzzled look, these two people always felt very familiar, but after a closer look, they couldn't remember where they had seen it.

"Didn't find it!"

The woman whispered to the man, a suppressed excitement in her voice.

The man touched his face. "No, if you find out." Now we have long been submerged. ”

This is He Chen and Yi Jingjiao, He Chen finished drawing today's cartoon in advance, and set aside a day to accompany Yi Jingjiao.

The premiere time of "5 Centimeters per Second" was 7:07 p.m., He Chen accompanied Yi Jingjiao for a day of shopping, ate something casually at noon to pad his stomach, and then ran to watch a movie.

According to Yi Jingjiao's plan, after watching the movie, I just went to have a candlelight dinner for two.

For celebrities like them, there are few opportunities for Zhengda Guangming to date. Every time she puts on makeup, Yi Jingjiao always has a very exciting sense of excitement, as if she is cheating.

"Wow! Yi Jingjiao exclaimed exaggeratedly as if for the sake of being funny.

He Chen smiled helplessly, except for the premiere of his horror movie, is there any time when there are not so many people?

"It's a good sign that so many people are premiering, let's go in too. Seeing the full movie theater, He Chen smiled very happily.

Watching the fifth day of Qixi Festival is definitely a good sign.

The two came over in time, and the movie tickets were naturally given to He Chen by the theater. It was already about to enter the venue, so the two went to buy some popcorn and drinks, received 3D glasses at the door, and walked into the screening room.

"5 Centimeters per Second" is an attempt by He Chen, and it is Tianman's first 3D animated film.

At the beginning of the movie, Wang Jinhua put on his glasses, and a huge DM Niangtianman LOGO appeared in front of him.

DM Niang smiled, holding a card in her hand, stretching out, as if to send it out, with two words written on the card "good person".

"5 Centimeters per Second" - Act I.

After the name disappeared, in the darkness, a young girl's green and gentle voice suddenly sounded.

"You know? It's said that the speed of a second is five centimeters. ”

Then the picture began to appear, and the audience seemed to see the petals of countless cherry blossoms falling in front of their eyes.

It's beautiful!

The first scene fascinated the audience, and the powerful 3D effect made the audience even reach out and try to catch the falling petals.

"What?" asked a voice somewhere between a boy and a man.

"The speed at which cherry blossom petals fall is five centimeters per second. ”

Is this really drawn?

Some viewers even began to wonder because the flashing images were even more real and delicate than the photos!

It wasn't until the two talking children appeared in the picture that the audience realized that this was really a painting.

"Kiki, it would be nice if we could see the cherry blossoms together next year. ”

It's exactly the same scene as on the promotional poster, the two are separated by a railway, and the girl who is still a child says this to the boy Guishu.

It's like the fate of the two, who were supposed to walk together, but were separated by the railway. When the train suddenly appeared and inserted between the two, cutting off the sight of the two, it also seemed to cut off the fate of the two.

Along with this train, Wang Jinhua also fell into the interweaving of stories and memories.

In the story, Guishu, who has obviously changed from a child to a teenager, received a letter, and in the narration that is as clear as a small talk, telling the story of the two of them at the end of the year.

The beautiful font on the letter seems to be the heart of a girl who has just opened her love, narrating the sweet memories and ignorant thoughts.

"The last time we saw each other was at the graduation ceremony of primary school, and now it's been half a year...... Guishu, remember me?"

At the end of the letter is a clear question.

The trembling wry smile in the narration, full of fear of being forgotten and the longing for a reply, makes people's heartstrings tug.

It's only been half a year, how can you worry about forgetting jì?

But it's been half a year, and for them as children, half a year is a long, long time.

Everyone will have this experience, such as looking forward to the winter and summer vacations at the beginning of the school year, and that long semester is really, really long for children.

Besides, Mingli's worry may not be about a memory and a name, but what she is afraid of is that the feelings that have brought her countless happy memories will be forgotten.

Remember me?

This sentence echoed in Wang Jinhua's heart, and Mingli seemed to overlap with another figure deep in his memory, Wang Jinhua silently said with certainty in his heart: Of course I remember!

How could you forget jì?

Just as the noble tree looks up, the sky is the afterglow of the setting sun: even if time passes, your figure will always be engraved on my soul!

With the development and popularization of the Internet, telephone, and mobile phones, traditional letters have almost faded out of people's lives. However, the exchange of letters between Guishu and Mingli made Wang Jinhua go back to the days of writing letters more than ten years ago.

People who send text messages and emails never know the affection that is in every stroke and every bit when they are written down carefully.

Instant communication also makes people who have never experienced it able to understand the anticipation when waiting for a reply and the joy in their hearts when they receive the letter.

At that time, it was a letter, and it was a story.

Instead of the current paragraphs of pale and boring, emotionless, as if wearing a thick mask of text messages and emails.

In the classroom, as the sun set, Guishu sat quietly in the classroom alone, watching Mingli's reply.

In the afterglow of the setting sun, after receiving Guishu's reply, Mingli sent the letter again, and the narrator's tone was tinged with a hint of joy, which put a layer of warmth on the whole story.

Two separated hearts, as if using letters as a bridge, reunited.

This kind of romance is not the sea of dry mountains and sea oaths, not the unswerving appearance of each other, and even, from beginning to end, never show the emotions hidden in each other's hearts.

However, the audience can clearly feel the slightly changing tone that reveals the mood from the side, and from the look of Guishu who silently reads the letter although he has never said a word.

The audience clearly felt that there was a kind of romance called "blandness".

Plain as water, water drops wear stones.

Wang Jinhua was a little distracted, although these were only two short letters, but the story behind the letters that were not shown in the animation came to his mind, because this is also his story.

He still remembers that when he was a child, he had a solid and beautiful pen hand, which was practiced so that she could see better letters.

Even, save pocket money and early money to buy those beautiful scented stationery.

Before each letter, he would type a draft on the manuscript paper, and only then would he take it seriously and write it on the letter paper one by one.

As soon as there was a slight mistake that made the letter look bad, he would throw away the equivalent of an early meal of stationery and write it seriously.

The sweetness in my heart flows like ink, turning into the handwriting of the pen, carrying the thoughts and the best longing and hope of childhood, flying to the other side of the distance.

At that time, he didn't know what "love" was. (To be continued......)